| Black and white city city wall, city wall
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| She could be dancing down a hall, dancing down a hall
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| Or painting city walls, painting city walls
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| We got them eyes on us, we can have fuzz
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| Oh, it’s so so good
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| It’s so bad, oh so good
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| Oh, so bad, so good
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| So bad so good so bad so good
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| We’re turning heads, we’re turning heads, we’re turning heads, oh yeah
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| We’re turning heads, we’re turning heads, we’re turning heads
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| We’re turning heads, we’re turning heads, we’re turning heads hey,
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| Alright alright
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| And nothing, and nothing can stop us now
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| And nothing can stop us now
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| She could be painting city wall, city wall
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| Hmm, walking a hundred feet tall, hundred, hundred feet tall
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| She got me going going going going gone gone gone going
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| She got me going going going going gone gone gone going
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| We’re turning heads, we’re turning heads, we’re turning heads oh yeah
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| We’re turning heads, we’re turning heads, we’re turning heads
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| We’re turning heads, we’re turning heads, we’re turning heads hey,
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| Alright alright
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| And nothing, and nothing can stop us now
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| And nothing can stop us now |